Xiao Fuling's father's bedroom is not large, the room is divided into two rooms, the outermost is a huge study, and the bookshelves are full of some old medical classics.

And the room inside is Xiao Lingling's father's bedroom.

At this time, the bedroom door was open, and several servants of the Xiao family were standing at the door, and after seeing Xiao Fuling, they hurriedly said hello politely.

"How is my father?" Xiao Lingling asked in a low voice.

"Since you left in the morning, you have been asleep, and you have no intention of waking up."

Xiao Fuling sighed, nodded, and said to the servant: "Okay, I know, you didn't close your eyes last night, let's all go to rest." ”

Those servants wanted to refuse, but under Xiao Fuling's repeated insistence, they still obediently left.

Then Xiao Fuling led Shen Ping into the bedroom, then looked at the middle-aged man sleeping on the hospital bed, and said, "This is my father." ”

Shen Ping nodded, and then walked slowly towards the bed.

"Has he been sleeping like this all the time?" Shen Ping suddenly asked.

Xiao Fuling shook her head, and then explained all the symptoms of her father before and after the onset, and finally said, "Mr. Shen, you ...... Are you sure to heal my father? ”

Shen Ping realistically checked Xiao Lingling's father, and then said slowly: "Your father's illness can be cured. ”

Hearing this, a touch of surprise suddenly appeared on Xiao Fuling's face, and she hurriedly said, "Then please ask Mr. Shen to hurry up and treat my father!" ”

However, Shen Ping didn't move for a long time, but turned his head and said to Xiao Fuling: "Miss Xiao, it's not okay yet!" ”

"Why?" When Xiao Fuling heard this, she couldn't help frowning, and then hurriedly said, "Mr. Shen, do you want to discuss the remuneration first?" You can rest assured, as long as you cure my father, everything is easy to say, everything my Xiao family has, as long as you say it, you can talk about it! ”

The other party actually thought that he was asking for money, and Shen Ping couldn't help but smile bitterly.

But he quickly shook his head and explained, "Miss Xiao, you are wrong, I said that it is not possible now, because the best time for treatment has not yet arrived!" ”

Xiao Fuling's brows couldn't help frowning a little deeper, and she asked curiously, "What do you mean by this?" What is the best time to treat? Isn't it better to cure a disease as soon as possible? Why do I have to wait for my condition to worsen before I can be treated? ”

Shen Ping shook his head again and continued: "Miss Xiao, what you said is true, but not exactly, the sooner you treat, the better, this is true for most diseases, but for your father's illness, it is not the case, or even the opposite. ”

Shen Ping thought about it, then shook his head with a smile, and finally said: "Anyway, I can't explain it to you in a sentence or two, if you want to heal your father, just listen to me and continue to wait." ”

Hearing Shen Ping's words, Xiao Fuling only felt that her father's illness was different in the clouds?

If you don't treat the disease while it is still under control, do you have to wait until the disease is out of control?

Xiao Lingling simply didn't understand what Shen Ping meant.

But now that he has chosen to hand over his father's life and death to the other party, he simply listens to the other party.

Maybe what the other party said is really right?

More than a dozen hours later.

It was late at night, but Xiao's house was still brightly lit inside and out.

Xiao Lingling and Xiao Yi sat on the chairs, glancing at the time from time to time.

Shen Ping, on the other hand, sat in the study outside, carefully flipping through the precious medical books and ancient books in the Xiao family's collection, as if he had completely forgotten about curing diseases.

"Poria, is this person reliable?" Suddenly, Xiao Yi leaned into Xiao Fuling's ear and whispered, "I've been waiting for this for a day, why is he still treating your father?" Could it be that you're a liar at all, right? ”

Hearing her third uncle's words, Xiao Fuling's face gradually became ugly.

At first, when she found Shen Ping, she did have great hopes for him, thinking that as long as he went out, he would definitely be able to cure his father's illness.

After all, the pill that Shen Ping gave himself yesterday did have an effect.

But since Shen Ping came to his house, Xiao Lingling's hopes for Shen Ping have gradually been eroded.

Because since he came to his house, except for a brief examination of his father's condition at the beginning, he didn't move at all, and even except for eating and going to the toilet, almost the whole person nested in his father's study without moving.

Even Xiao Fuling doubted whether this Shen Ping was here to treat his father's illness or to read books at home.

After a while, Xiao Lingling seemed to finally lose her breath, got up directly and walked to Shen Ping, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Shen, what, isn't it time to treat my father?" It's early in the morning, huh? ”

When Shen Ping heard this, he couldn't help but glance at the time, but in the end, he shook his head and smiled slightly: "Calm down, it's not time yet, I'll tell you when the time comes!" ”

Shen Ping actually sent himself away with a word, and Xiao Lingling was really a little unhappy.

But she is still helpless, and now, there is no other way to save her father, she can only trust Shen Ping.

It's just that she secretly prayed in her heart, this Shen Ping, it is best not to let herself down.

If he was playing tricks on himself all along, he wouldn't let him go even if he was a ghost!

Xiao Fuling glanced at Shen Ping one last time indifferently, and was about to turn around and return to her seat.

However, just as she took a step, a voice suddenly came from the bedroom next to her, which directly raised her heart to her throat.

"Miss, my lord is sick again!"